** If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not an endless trail If tomorrow

wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

* Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding

If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps I can't remember the sound of my own name

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There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes